I’m crazy about you and you know it. Haven’t you noticed that all these Friday evenings, it’s always been you and me and Kyle and Sally and Andy...and Patti, not three guys and three girls? I’m nuts about you. But I won’t let you be forced into anything. And I don’t have any rubbers.”Eileen returned to pressing her breasts against Bobby’s chest. “Does it look like I’m being forced into something? All I really want is to get you out of your shorts and into that bed. And I’m on the pill, don’t you. Ansari left my mom’s lips and brought his mouth on mom’s breast and started sucking her boobs over her bra. At the same he pushed mom’s hand that were holding the saree and petticoat. Mom eyes were now closed and she let her hand go. Somehow the saree and petticoat were still clinging on her body. Ansari still kissing and sucking mom’s boobs pushed the saree and petticoat to the ground. Now mom was standing in her open blouse and bra on the top and big white panty. Ansari was now kissing and. " I growled at him. "Please my Prince, do as he says," Lana begged. I ordered him to strip and then sit in the chair. He complied and soon was standing in his boxer shorts. The fact that his cock was straining against the material told me that he was into it. When he sat down I moved Lana to the drapes and had her remove the heavy cords. I placed one across his chest and the chair back and the other across his thighs.I made sure they were tight before I moved away and stood in front of him. Mitch was beside himself with excitement—his stacked sexy mother had actually asked him how he wanted her to pose. This was like a dream come true. His heart was racing and he could feel the blood flowing to his surging dick. Thank goodness his underwear and jeans were able to help stifle the growing stiffness. "Why don't you kind of turn sidewise with your hands on your hips like that," Mitch said, remembering the way Andy had posed his mother in the story. "And then you can look back over.